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iheartgirlzn · 5 days

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ANGIE IN THE RIORDANVERSE HEADCANNONS

🏙️ notes: get to know me as a child of poseidon at camp half-blood! inspired by @sunnitheapollokid , @child-of-apollo & @pinkdiorluvr (ik i wasn’t tagged BUT THIS IDEA IS SOOO COOL!)

depending on when i arrive at camp, i don’t know when i’d be claimed. like if it’s before percy shows up maybe a month? but if it’s after him a week at most.

but i do know i’d be claimed before i become a teen, like 11 or 12 at oldest !!

i also don’t think i’d be a year rounder, but i’d 100% go during the holidays if i’m not busy

ANYWAYSS it’d probably happened when i was alone - maybe swimming or sunbathing and BOOM! there’s a trident above my head

i’m not sure if it would’ve been a surprise to some people, but i think some campers would be like ‘yeah makes sense.’

i the other options were ‘they’re a hermes kid’ or ‘that’s probably hypnos’ child.’ (ignore the fact those two gods couldn’t be more different)

until percy shows up it’d be just me.. so obvi i’m the head counsellor 🫡 the cabin would be SO clean with me running the place, js saying

campfire sing alongs are defo my favourite part of the day (if i didn’t have anxiety i’d be a theatre kid just saying </3)

and i don’t play any instruments anymore, but if i could i’d totally play the guitar around the fire 🤸

either way i WILL sing any musical that comes to mind with no shame whatsoever (mamma mia.. hamilton.. epic.. encanto..)

i like to think that i’d be close with percy and tyson!

me and perce wld clash sometimes but we’re related so ig we’d HAVE to get along /j (coming from someone with 2 younger siblings 😣😣)

↑ SPEAKING OF MY OTHER FAMILY i’m also close with my other half-blood siblings!!

i’m closest with the og trio (grover, annabeth, and percy), children of apollo, aphrodite and hephaestus!!

and maybe the hypnos cabin cuz i love sleeping and i will be visiting them often 👀

BUT I LOVE ALL THE DEMIGODS ANYWAYS AND WLD PROTECT THE YOUNGER ONES W MY LIFE!! i love kids but like not in a weird way 😭😭

but also speaking of sleeping i cannot fall asleep without a bit of light. like EVEN NOW I CANNOT THE PITCH DARK SCARES ME SO BADD

my relationship with my mum would be fine, she’d just miss me a lot and be overprotective !

my powers are breathing underwater and controlling it and whatever else percy has.. and maybe a tail — JUST LET ME LIVE MY MERMAID DREAM

my weapon of choice would be two celestial bronze daggers or like a giant golden trident /hj

i’d defo train with piper or annabeth bc of this

i couldn’t care less if that meant getting beaten up by two gorgeous women — #bipanic 🤭

my favourite chb activities would be the sword fighting lessons/archery/or capture the flag!! (i love archery irl too sooo)

i LOVE HUGS!! so i’m always hanging off of someone if they don’t mind :P

I ALSO LOVE SWIMMING!!!! lowkey duh tho cuz my dad’s the god of the sea.. BUT I LOVE SWIMMING

wears glasses. i hate wearing glasses but i hate contact lenses even more.

closest friends with rachel dare, annabeth chase, leo valdez (we a chaotic duo frfr), the stolls, piper mclean, clovis, etc!

speaking of me and leo being a chaotic duo WE WOULD TOTALLY HANG OUT LOADSS

and if i’m not with him then i’m by the lake or in the strawberry field eating them all 🗣️

obsessed with the art ‘n crafts cabin — will be in there painting or doodling away OR with rachel in her cave and drawing while she does oracle stuff

anyways i like to think of myself as a cool older sibling to the younger campers bc i’d let them do whatever they want (within reason) but also wld protect them w my life ‼️

#angie writes #headcannons #percy jackson fandom #riordanverse #pjo fandom #pjo #pjo hoo toa #camp half blood #chb #rick riordan

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miraculous-pyromaniac · 7 days

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BEHOLD MY PJO/HOO ORIGINAL CHARACTER

This wonderful artwork was done by @justanotherpersonsuniverse they're a wonderful artist and writer whose works I enjoy a ton. If you're into miraculous ladybug, Splatoon, or good art and vibes in general I would guide you towards their blogs.

This is Bellerophon Heimbald, sometimes called Camp Half-Blood's Benchwarmer Hero, but most of their friends just call them Bell

A strong wielder of They/Them pronouns, Bell is a child of Euphrosyne, goddess of mirth, merriment, and joy.

Alright, this post is a little long, so ima make a break here. Bellow this is more stuff about the OC and some semi-relevant rants on greek myth lore

They changed their name to Bellerophon because they were Bell before but wanted a less gender specific full name. Also, Bellerophon is Bell's favorite Greek hero because they really love horses and pegasi, and dream of one day riding on Pegasus, the majestic flying god-horse.

Bell gets super fucking jealous of Reyna.

Bell made the unique decision to declare themselves as a Champion of Hestia, a title and role that notably doesn't exist. Despite this, Bell stubbornly insists on their role as a protector of homes and families. They will insist on being sent on, or sometimes sneak out to go on, quests relating to saving the families of her friends and fellow campers. Such endeavors include, but are not limited to, 'my godly step mom kidnapped my Mom for having too many kids with her husband', 'My Dad keeps sending me bloodstained notes and his fiancé says he hasn't left the house since I left for camp', or 'the Titan Army kidnapped my mortal siblings because I'd been feeding them false info while pretending to spy for them'. Bell will also eventually be accepted as Hestia's Champion and will be sent on quests to solve squabbles between the gods that have really been killing the vibe on Olympus. Things such as 'My husband thinks I'll fall for this shit again so I made a doll to replace him', 'That bitch banged my daughter and I might start a war over it', or 'oh fuck I lost the moon'.

The PJO storyline spans many years and this is only a screenshot of time for Bell's character. They're about 16 in this art, at around the time of The Battle of the Labyrinth book.

Bell's godly parent is not a well known goddess, Euphrosyne is one of the Charities, a trio of goddess siblings who serve as Aphrodite's attendants. The best way I can relate who she is is that she's the daughter of the Titaness of water-meadows, Eurynome, who raised Hephaestus after he was baby-tossed off Olympus by Hera. Her father is of course Zeus, though it might not have been adultery. Hesiod claimed that Eurynome was Zeus's third wife after Metis, who he absorbed, and Themis, who Zeus divorced after birthing at least 2 (possibly 3) sets of triplet goddesses. One set of those triplets was the wrinkly goddesses now known as the fates, who scared their parents so much that Zeus got a divorce and Themis stopped having kids and went to law school or something or other.

In any case, my point is that Bell's demigod powers aren't flashy or destructive like the show's main cast. Bell can innately sense when those around them feel positive emotions, a kind of joy empathy radar. They can also induce and amplify positive feelings in others, though its not effective most of the time. Their only other powers include a slightly dulled sense of pain and a resistance to poisons.

A few years into their story, Bell will end up gaining the blessing of Hestia's hearth fire. This blessing grants Bell several powers that are all defensive due to the nature of Hestia and her flames. Bell's wounds will instantly cauterize in battle and heal faster after the battle is done. Poison has way less effect on Bell, combines with their poison resistance from their demigod powers this essentially makes them immune to all non-divine poisons. Their regular body temp is also increased to around 107°F, making them very popular with the Hypnos kids during winter months. This obviously grants an aspect of fire resistance to Bell, but not immune like Leo, at about the same level as Hephaestus kids.

That spear is their primary weapon, a cross shaped Japanese style spear that Bell found wrapped up in the camp armory. It also happens to have been cursed by the man who forged it and is a very dangerous object.

That leather bracelet is actually a size changing celestial bronze shield in it's smallest size, a small disk of metal attached to the leather arm strap. It was gifted to Bell by their mother Euphrosyne. It was forged by Hephaestus, who was convinced to make the shield by his wife, Aglaia, who is also one of the Charities. Aglaia didn't just do that as a favor for her sister though, but that's not super important.

Yes, Hephaestus got remarried canonically, in both mythology and described in Percy Jackson's Greek Gods.

Bell is the main character of a PJO fanfic story I've been creating with my best friend. Though, while Bell may be the main character of their story, they are ultimately a side character in the PJO/HOO stories. My goal for Bell's story is that that it's written into the sidelines of the story the book tells, this story is the one that happens when Percy is off on his quests, or during the non-summer months when most characters are with their families, or in the gaps of time between books. I'm having a ton of fun developing a story like this, filling in the background of an already great story.

I've been writing and developing Bell's story, as well as a couple other OCs of mine, for about the past 6 months or so and this is the first time its being seen publicly. I've been trying to write a whole book/questline of story before releasing as my current fanfics update one every blue moon and I feel bad about it.

This is only 1 of the 4 Camp Half-blood OCs i have for this story and, even further, only 1 of the 10 OCs I plan to put story focus on throughout my whole plotline. Hyperfixation went crazy.

Alright I think that's enough random powers, no-context plot points, and Greek myth lore rants for one post. Ima hit the post button now but again go check out @justanotherpersonsuniverse their stuff is amazing

#pjo hoo toa #pjo #pjo oc #pjo ocs #fanfic ocs #riordanverse #percy jackson ocs #my ocs #enby oc #well technically theyre agender #just like my goofy ass

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chasingpj · 3 years

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girlie tell us some of your headcanons I'm curious😌

okay okay so some of my CHB headcanons include~

the apollo cabin, 100%, hosts a karaoke night on fridays. whether it's in their cabin or in the arts in craft center. they have party decorations and disco balls on hand so they just deck the whole space out 😭

everyone can sing and they welcome all type of genres

they hype up anyone that has the mic so it's really fun

i love the idea of a demigod olympics at the beginning of the summer!!!

it'll be kind of like homecoming/spirit week in america where there are a bunch of competitions. so like three-legged races, relay races, tug of war, etc etc

one of the games is a boat race! so, the cabins have to make a boat out of just a cardboard box and duct tape.

the requirements for winning is that someone has to be in the box and successful row across the lake HAHA it's so chaotic and the athena and hephaestus cabin get so into it

another popular one is an intense dodgeball game 😭 and yes, they have to wear their armor for this because the ares cabin practically throws to kill LMFAO

for halloween, the hephaestus cabin does a huge walk-through haunted house or escape rooms! they scare the crap out of everyone with their automatronics

the aphrodite cabin is in charge of the special effects makeup and the apollo/hermes kids usually volunteer to be the actors in the whole thing

in speaking of actors, you CANNOT tell me that the apollo cabin and other kids who enjoy theater do not organize musicals

they have a big vote for what musicals or plays they want to do

mr d holds the auditions for roles LMFAO and chiron oversees because mr d can sometimes be so brutal

i have this planned for my fic but the children of sorcery gods and goddesses have quidditch games 😌

all it takes is one hecate kid (which is atticus in my fic) and one hephaestus kid (leo) to make all the things they need.

the matches get so intense and they take place in the arena 😭

every sunday morning, everyone goes to watch the game and the stolls take bets on which team will win LMFAO

i also like to headcanon that they do celebrate hellenistic pagan holidays and throughout the year there are feasts and carnivals where they carry out those traditions.

so there are weekends where campers who aren't all year round will come back to camp to enjoy all the festivities!

#xeni's ask box #life at chb

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jubileesstuff · 3 years

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Headcanon: Tony Stark With A Demigod Child 2/2

Word count: 670

-the second Titan war is over, everything seems as normal as it can be, as the child of Hecate and Tony Stark

-your private lessons continue (did I mention that? You have private lessons)

-you are now 16, Stark Tower is now Avengers Tower, houses are blown up and Annabeth writes you a message

-which she never does

-Percy is gone

-yay

-with your half siblings you try to track Percy down through magic, unfortunately it doesn't work

-It's like he's dead

-but no, he's still alive, lost his memory because of Hera? or Juno?

-you try to stay out of it, but it doesn't work out that way

-new demigods appear in Camp Halfblood, Jason Grace son of Zeus or Jupiter (the brother of Thalia Grace, your friend who used to be a tree and is now a huntress of Artemis), Piper, she is the daughter of an actor and Aphrodite and Leo Valdez, son of hephaestus

-at the end Reyna, Nico, Coach Hedge and you bring the Athena Parthenos to Camp Halfblood

-and after some shocking confessions (Nico is Gay and you Happy for him because you are friends) and too many near-death experiences, Gaea is defeated

-and Romans and Greeks friends :)

-but Leo is dead

-everyone is upset and grieving (until he shows up later with Calypso)

-your dad has a lot of questions, a lot, a lot

-where have you been? Are you okay? What were you thinking about sailing to Greece? Why don't you leave that kind of stuff to others?

-and you answer every single question

-you're doing your senior year at a real school

-everything looks good for you

-you've made friends who aren't Demigods or have anything to do with this crazy mythological world.

-Harry Osborn for example

-your dad doesn't like him

-but Harry seems nice

-he introduces you to Peter Parker and his friends

-you had decided never to tell your mortal friends about Hecate

-in the next time when there was no school you went back to Camp Halfblood, it was winter

-that meant it was quieter at camp

-you and your siblings started a war with Hermes Cabin

-you summoned bats to the Hermes Cabin

-the Hermes kids fought back

-and so it went back and forth

-until Chiron asked you to stop at last

-which you didn't

-You just made sure he didn't hear.

-when you came back into Avengers Tower, Steve and Sam (two of the Avengers) looked at you strangely

-those stupid Hermes kids had dyed your hair

-it actually looked good on you

-but that was really going too far

-you had only turned the Hermes children into pigs, a simple spell that dissolved itself after an hour

-but hair color? That was something more permanent

-clearly it would eventually be gone again, or you could dye over it

-but it was annoying

-the days went by and due to a little mistake of yours, (you tried to get to the fridge at night and got scared when there was another person, you turned the person into a rabbit out of reflex) Tony and you had to tell the Avengers the truth

-they actually get it well, since they also knew Thor, a Norse god

-some (Sam and Clint), sometimes annoyed you when they found out that your mom was the goddess of magic

- "Hey Y/N, does that Harry Potter spell really work?"

- "Can you conjure up some chips for me?"

- "Do you know Harry Potter personally?"

- "What's my favorite witch doing?"

-Someday enough was enough and Clint and Sam had, quite accidentally of course, become guinea pigs

-after a long talk with your dad and Steve (and a lot of praise from Natasha), the two of them were human again

-you liked them better as guinea pigs

-it was all really great and then Apollo became mortal again

(-yay again)

-why can't you have your peace for once?

-the short version: the gods were annoying and you considered joining the hunters of Artemis

#Percy Jackson #heros of olympus #tony stark headcanons #percy Jackson headcanon #percy jackson headcanon #tony stark #stark!readee #stark!daughter #camp halfblood #hecate #greek gods #witchcraft #piper mclean #leo valdez #jason grace #hecate children #hecate cabin #demigods

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hyuckles-chuckles · 4 years

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hiding in a tree — j. jaehyun

the most handsome guy on campus asks you out on a date, despite ending up in a tree you aren’t necessarily k-i-s-s-i-n-g him.

pairing ; son of aphrodite!jung jaehyun x fem!reader

other character(s) ; son of hephaestus!johnny seo

genre ; fluff, angst, demigod!au, college!au · word count ; 2.4k · rating ; 15 · warning(s) ; usage of weaponry, demigod swearing, mentions of killing evil monsters

request ; “jaehyun + 1 : ‘what did you think was going to happen?’ + m : demigod!au” by @ahgase55g7 !

masterlist ; adobe’s 1500 follower celebration

a/n ; i truly truly truly love writing demigod/pjo fics, thanks for the request love! i hope y’all enjoy this greek mythology mess + fyi this took me a day to write when it took me a whole year to get tddd out so maybe this is improvement idk you tell me please tell me i love hearing feedback from y’all

If you knew that going on a date with Jaehyun would end up with you stuck in a tree with an enraged boar at the bottom of it as he and his friend tried to kill it, you wouldn’t have accepted. Who were you kidding? He could’ve taken you to the Underworld and you still would’ve enjoyed yourself.

Maybe on your next date you could go to the Underworld since that suddenly existed now.

Jaehyun was probably the most beautiful person you had ever seen. And every single person on your campus would agree with you. You didn’t even think that he knew you existed considering you only shared your Creative Writing class with him since he majored in Visual Art and you majored in Literature. You didn’t even see him at any parties since you started tertiary schooling.

But from those few moments in your only class together, he spotted you from the class, his first words to you being ‘This could be weird since we’ve never spoken before, but I think you’re so beautiful. Would you like to go on a date with me?’ You stood with your mouth agape, only responding with a rather loud ‘yes’ when he started to chuckle at your expression. You were already getting your phone out to get his number, but he said he didn’t have a phone. You were surprised but laughed it off as you jotted the details of the date into your notes app.

Nothing could get rid of the smile on your face that day.

You anticipated your date for a few days, agreeing to have a picnic in the park on the weekend (which you found odd considering your first dates were mainly always at a café — this seemed a lot more romantic in your opinion). While you waited for the weekend, every time you had class together you would sit together and get to know each other better before your date.

You even sneaked some selfies with him while he was paying attention to your lecturer. No matter the angle — flattering or unflattering — he managed to look good in every single one. You were extremely jealous. You even teased him at how unfair it was for him to look so good, causing a blush to form on his dimpled cheeks as he walked you to your apartment.

“Uh, so I’ll see you here tomorrow then,” Jaehyun said at the bottom of your staircase as you unlocked the door to go inside of your apartment building.

“Twelve o’clock sharp. You don’t have a phone so I can’t call you if you’re late.”

“If I’m late, I’ll just call you from a payphone — you gave me your number for a reason,” he chuckled as you stood in your doorway. “Bye, beautiful.”

“Bye,” you greeted him with a wave, closing the door before he could see the smile that spread across your face. You could say you were a little excited for your date with Jaehyun.

You sat at the top of the steps as you waited for Jaehyun. You didn’t realise you had been ready far too early for the date when he was actually supposed to pick you up. But who could blame you when that beautiful boy was supposed to take you on a date? Literally no one could — they would be doing exactly what you are doing.

You looked to your watch, smiling as you only had a minute left until Jaehyun came to pick you up and walk you to the park. You smiled even more brightly when you caught sight of him. Other times you had seen him, he was always calm and collected, a natural smile gracing his features. This time he seemed kind of…stressed. Maybe he was nervous because of your date, but he didn’t seem like himself.

“Hey!” you greet him, walking down the steps, stopping at the very last one. Despite your added height, he was still slightly taller than you.

“Hey, beautiful,” he exhaled, hugging you and bringing you down to the ground. “You ready to go?” he asked, already taking your hand and walking towards the park.

“Jae, wait,” you giggle, pulling on his arm for him to stop. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” he stutters. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Well,” you muse as you take in his appearance. His hair is dishevelled as if he ran to your apartment. Between the handles of the basket he held was a baseball bat which you weren’t expecting. And when you looked to his half tucked in shirt, you noticed a quite large mirror hanging from his belt. “You seem…off.”

“Trust me, I’m not,” he gives you a reassuring smile. “Let’s just get to the park — and get there fast.”

Jaehyun walks fast in front of you, you jogging to keep up with his pace. When he finally stops you catch your breath and hold your chest. He notices and gets you a bottle of water from the basket.

“Thank you,” you laugh, trying to hide your embarrassment.

“I’m sorry,” he chuckled, running a hand through his hair, making it look even messier than before. “Sometimes I forget people aren’t like me.”

“And what makes you different?” you ask. He suddenly tenses, so you relieve his tension with a joke. “Because you’re prettier than people?”

You see his shoulders relax, which causes you to worry. You got to know him this past week and right now he didn’t seem like himself. “Jaehyun, are you sure you’re okay? We can reschedule the date if you’re not feeling well.”

“No, I’m fine, being at the park is actually keeping me calm,” he reassured you, and even though you knew deep down he wasn’t fine, you had the need to believe so you did.

“So, are you planning on having us play baseball?” you ask as you look down at him preparing the blanket and goods.

“Baseball?” he questions, looking up at you quizzically.

“Well, you have a baseball bat next to the basket,” you remind him of his belongings. “But just so you know, I’ve done all my running for the week.”

“Oh, okay,” he says as he glances at the bat, turning to look up at you from where he sat. “Care to join me?” he asked with a raised hand and a dashing smile.

“Of course I will—”

“Jaehyun! What are you doing here?!”

You both look up at the person who called for Jaehyun. You recognise it as Jaehyun’s friend Johnny. He seems to be in a similar state as your date only much, much worse.

“What the Hades are you doing here?!” Jaehyun exclaims, getting up in an instant, grabbing his baseball bat and looking around the park.

“Hades?” you mumble to yourself, curious as to why he would say the Greek God of the Underworld’s name.

“You told me to lure it to the park!”

“No, I said away from the park!” Jaehyun groans. He seems to have forgotten you’re right behind him, but you know he’s just preoccupied with Johnny at the moment.

“Well, it’s on its way here, you should make sure (Y/N) is protected.”

“(Y/N)? (Y/N)!” he groans, turning around abruptly and placing his hands on your forearms — you would’ve laughed if he didn’t look so scared. “You have to get in the tree.”

“What?” you say as you look at the tall tree. “We’re not tall enough to get me in the tree and also I don’t want to. What’s happening, Jae? I don’t understand what’s happening.”

Jaehyun scrunches his face in frustration, turning around to point his bat to his friend. “Why can’t you listen to me?”

“Because I’m too busy admiring your beauty,” he sneers.

As they argue, you start to feel a rumble at the bottom of your feet and they feel it too. “Okay, (Y/N)!” Jaehyun turns to face you. “I’m going to help you up the tree.”

“Jaehyun, that’s impossible — ah!” You’re surprised at his strength. He holds you by your calves, balancing you so you can grab the branch with ease. “How am I supposed to get down?!”

“I’ll catch you!” Jaehyun smiles up at you, but it fades as you glare at him. “Just get high up, okay beautiful.” You don’t answer him, but you do as he says.

“I can’t believe you brought the Calydonian Boar here on my date,” you hear Jaehyun scold at Johnny from the ground.

You don’t listen to the rest of their argument; your interest is only searching what boar they were talking about and why it was bad to bring to the park. Your eyes widen as you see what Google gives you. There’s no way that they’re talking about the boar that was killed by a king’s son in Greek mythology. There has to be some other boar named after this Greek monster, but you don’t find anything.

You look down to the ground and you see Jaehyun holds his bat and large mirror, Johnny hold a wrench as you see a basic boar run up to them. But as if suddenly a mist was lifted, you see different things. Instead of a bat and wrench, they hold swords — Jaehyun’s a muted red with a reflective blade and Johnny’s a golden colour with ridges in the blade, it seemed seemed to fit their personalities well. And instead of the mirror Jaehyun held, a reflective shield took its place. You crane your neck to the boar and suddenly it’s also changed into the Calydonian Boar and…no way. It had lightning coming out of its mouth!

You refuse to look down, leaning your head against the tree, looking up into the sky as you try to ignore the sounds from the base of the tree. You don’t understand what’s going on or how it’s happening, but you hope that your date and his friend are okay. From your brief reading on the boar, you know it was hard to kill and that it actually killed some of the hunters when it was hunted the first time.

All of a sudden there’s a cheer from the boys, but you still don’t take your chance at looking down. You don’t know what else this boar could do — it might as well take the appearance of those its just killed and is looking for a new being in yourself.

“Beautiful, it’s okay! You can come down now!”

“I’m fine up here!”

You hear nothing for a while until you feel a hand on your calf. You scream at the touch but quickly stop when you see that it’s Jaehyun. You calm yourself with deep breaths, as Jaehyun sits on your branch. You see that Jaehyun has a bruise on his cheek, a rip in his shirt and pants that appear to be smoking and a burn on his knuckles.

You couldn’t believe that he’s actually messier than before your date.

“You okay?” he asks you, a soft smile on his lips.

“Am I okay? Are you okay?” you ask as you take in his appearance once more. You’re pretty sure his shoes were white before and not black.

“Yeah, I guess I have some explaining to do,” he nervously chuckles before taking a deep breath himself.

“I’m a demigod, which means I’m half human and half God — specifically Aphrodite, she’s my mom. Johnny’s also one, we met at this camp for demigods, and he needed help getting rid of this Calydonian Boar which is—”

“I know what it is,” you interrupted, showing him your most recent search. “Continue about your whole demigod thing.”

“You’re taking this awfully well — better than my actual dad.”

“Well, I just experienced it, there’s no reason for me not to believe you,” you chuckled, finally leaning forward and placing your hand on his bare arm that showed through the hole. “Just continue, I’m curious now.”

“Well, that’s the thing,” he grimaced. “I wasn’t actually planning on telling you that today. That would be considered a sixth date kind of confession. I obviously didn’t mean for this to happen, and I understand if you don’t want to continue dating—”

You interrupt him once more by leaning forward and kissing him sweetly, your cheeks heating up as you hear Johnny cheer for you from the ground.

“Woah,” he sighs, as he slowly opens his eyes to look into yours. “I wasn’t expecting that to happen.”

“What did you think was going to happen? I was going to stop dating you just because you’re a freaking son of Aphrodite?”

“It’s a lot more than just me being her son,” he states seriously. “Did you see how I killed that boar?”

“I didn’t want to,” you admit, your face scrunching in disgust as you remember peering down for those few seconds.

“I get that,” he says with a shrug of his shoulders as he gracefully jumps off of the branch onto the one just below your one. “You need help?” he asks with a raise of his hand.

“Uh, definitely,” you say as you take his hand to help lead you down the tree. You yelp when he just jumps from the last branch, rolling onto his back like a gymnast and landing elegantly on his feet.

“Okay, beautiful, jump.”

“Can we just get a ladder?” you nervously ask.

“Holy Hera, I actually have a ladder at camp that’s taller than this tree,” Johnny remembers, frowning when he realises that no one is listening to him.

“I can catch you — just jump!” You know that you don’t want to jump, but you do anyway, screaming as you fall into Jaehyun’s arms. “Told you,” he smirks as he brings you down to the ground.

“Okay, well, I’m going to leave you two — I’ll see you around campus!” Johnny says as he leaves you and Jaehyun alone in the park. “And don’t use your charmspeak on poor (Y/N)!”

“Charmspeak?” you repeat, confused at what Johnny meant by that.

“Uh, I’ll tell you some other time,” Jaehyun mumbles.

“So, that was some fight,” you bring up, looking at the destruction of the picnic that the boar caused.

“Do you want to reschedule this date?” he asked you, moving his hands up and down your forearm.

“How about we order take-out and watch Hercules?” you joke as he walks to your apartment with his arm around your shoulder.“It’s actually pronounced Heracles, but I blame that on Disney.”

to celebrate getting 1500 followers on here, i opened up my requests! be prepared for more requested works from me!

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incorrect-hs-quotes · 5 years

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oohohoho you just opened the deepest can of worms on the planet

-mod dave, who wrote a fucking ten mile essay

first off, addressing the second anon, no theyre all humans. h., half humans at least. cause yall know me i fucking love my humanstuck aus off my ASS

(that would be funny as hell though. a troll from space walking into a camp on earth going “I AM THE SON OF ONE OF YOUR EARTH GODS. BITCH” like... holy shit)

so first things first their parents. im gonna lay this out, the beta kids and trolls are all greek (EXCEPT sollux hes roman cause his parent has no greek equivalent), and all the alpha kids and trolls are those gods roman equivalents (,,EXCEPT dirk cause he kinda balances sollux being roman out). i havent figured out how thatd happen like 16+ times yet cause in the percy jackson books theres only ever been one instance of two siblings of the same godly descent being greek and roman respectively in HISTORY so like.. i guess th. i guess thats just not a problem in this au

anyway this gets really long so im gonna talk about the beta kids and trolls cause i havent elaborated on the alphas at all ((peep the tags if you wanna see their parents though))

johns the son of zeus, rose is the daughter of athena, dave is the son of apollo, and jade is the daughter of demeter. they were all raised in their respective states, all had to come to new york for various reasons. jades been there the longest, shes been there 9 years and shes been on a couple quests. her biggest accomplishment so far is how she protected the camp from this big vicious angry hellhound that got past the barrier. naturally the girls fluent in Dog Training, so she steps up and instead of trying to kill this thing, she reaches out and tames it as fast as she can. it ends up actually working, and ever since that day she, her cabin, and the camp have a whole bodyguard sleeping right outside the demeter cabin! hes her steed in battle and hes a Very Good Boy. and his name is becquerel

johns the newest kid at camp, he has no idea who he is or why the fuck his school got attacked or why in the hell those anemoi thuellai were so fixated on him or HOW in the hell he absorbed the lightning one threw at him and ended up fine,,, hes just a big mess right now. a big enough mess that when he got claimed by literally zeus, no one else was around, he shrugged it off as some basic magical happening, and he stayed in the hermes cabin far longer than he should have cause no one! fucking knew he got claimed! by zeus of all people! dumbass. he ends up figuring it out though. like an off-hand mention about how this “weird lightning thing appeared above my head a couple weeks ago, haha weird right?” once he figures it out he realizes “hey i might be able to fly” so he sneaks off into the woods to try it. he succeeds fairly quickly but god almighty everyones face the one day the dude just yote himself off a small cliff without warning,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

dave and rose are really tight, theyve been there roughly the same time length, and since their cabins are across from each other they just bother each other all the time. daves the resident Doctor even though he really doesnt look it cause hes got the apollo powers. apollo is the medicine god. so if you wound your stupid ass in battle daves in the ER room patching you up with his glowy hands. rose on the other hand is a very good strategist. shes one of the only athena kids ever recorded to actually have a power - telekinesis. she has no idea how she developed it, she thinks its from birth, but it freaks her out. shes training it though.

so the beta trolls, are also all human(ish). aradias hades kid. but i pulled a pjo trope on her based on one of my favorite characters (im not saying for spoilers, but if you recognize the situation, You Probably Know Who Its Based Off) and aradia died. her mom, the handmaid, had been pulling some Shady Ass Shit and ended up getting herself killed, but aradia tried saving her and ended up going down with her.

so handmaid gets sentenced to the fields of punishment in the underworld, and aradia gets sentenced to elysium, heroes paradise. shes like “no i want my mom to be okay” so they take that away from aradia and they put them both in the fields of asphodel, the neverending grey space for Not So Good But Not So Bad people. her mom becomes a shade (shadow spirit, no human resemblance), as all people do, but aradia. doesnt? and she gets dunked in the fucking river lethe and if you dont know what that does it erases your memory. so she just. comes out of the river like “hello? wgat tae fukc goin on??” but she still remembers one thing. there was an “a” in her name.

tavros is the son of hermes, hes just kinda taken on the role of backup counselor for when the actual cabin counselor is out. hes in a wheelchair, but he also has prosthetic legs for when he needs to actually stand up and fight. hes really good at it too. also catch him in winged converse cause he Owns Those and Uses Them To His Advantage. hes trying his best to keep focused on the camp, cause aradia was his childhood friend, he misses her a whole lot, she never got to camp in the first place. and to his knowledge, shes still dead.

sollux is a janus kid. thats a problem cause janus is roman, and this is a greek camp. he grew up with dave, he showed up with dave, hes been at camp as long as dave. but hes been unclaimed since he showed up so he thinks hes unwanted by whatever parent he has. he knows hes a demigod, he got through the camp barriers, so what the fuck is wrong with him? he also feels shitty cause hes shit at the greek lessons, he cant read a lick of it which literally every demigod without exception should be able to do, he cant name any gods- well, he can, but.. he gets their names mixed up. why does he keep calling poseidon “neptune”? and he has a much, much different way of natural fighting than other kids. they slice, he jabs. he wasnt taught to jab.

karkat is an aphrodite kid with vitiligo, and to make matters worse, hes ace and on the aro spectrum. to make matters WORSE, the aphrodite kids are kinda notorious for being really shallow, really materialistic, and really mean. karkats been dubbed the “runt” of the cabin, he gets made fun of for his spots to the point where he uses make up and magic to conceal them. worst of all? hes the kid of the goddess of love, for fucks sake. being reminded that “loveless people shouldnt be able to stay in this cabin, mom must have made a mistake claiming you” is kind of.. a blow to the self esteem. long story short he hates aphrodite for claiming him, and would have rather stayed in the hermes cabin. but he eventually goes on this big quest thats vague as fuck right now but Its The Main Plot, he ends up proving to himself that hes worth something and that his siblings are wrong, and my FAVORITE LINE IN THE WHOLE THING i came up with is HIS when he deals a final blow to some big monster: “REMEMBER MY FACE THE NEXT TIME YOU REINCARNATE. MY NAME IS KARKAT VANTAS, I’M THE SON OF APHRODITE, AND LOOKS CAN KILL.”

nepeta isnt anywhere near developed as others are unfortunately, shes a daughter of ares and shes really really good at hand to hand combat. shes small but she leads groups of people in things ranging from camp volleyball games to actual literal wars. shes a tough little shit

kanaya isnt really developed either, i have yet to figure out most of her powers too actually, shes a daughter of iris, the rainbow goddess though. (blatant reference to both kanayas vampirism and. h. her. sh. es ga. gay) ONE THING SHE CAN DO THOUGH is iris message at will without water or drachmas so really shes just everyones go to cell phone and its fucking hilarious cause people just come into the cabin like “KANAYA I NEED TO TALK TO [X]” and shes like “You Better Fucking Pay Me I Am Not Your Personal Cell Phone”

terezi is the daughter of nemesis and she has this really peculiar power she hasnt really gotten the hang of yet. she has synesthesia, so while she cant see she can smell and taste the colors of her surroundings and its really helpful. sometimes though she gets messages from her mom. they dont even come as dreams half the time, they come as almost a different plane altogether. tez has the power to literally tip the scales, pretty much. and when she gets like that, she can see. shes not on earth though, shit on earth stops when shes like that. shes just kinda In Her Own Head, i guess? and in her head she holds the two scales in her hands. she is the arms of the scale. and depending on which one she lifts up, she can literally alter the fate of the battle or happening thats going on By Herself. once she chooses she just whooshes back to real life though and nothing has changed. the only downside? it takes a LOT of energy and cant be exploited for little things. her one thing on her bucket list is to tap into said powers while getting something from a vending machine so like three things will fall out but it hasnt happened yet and shes upset

vriskas a daughter of tyche, the luck goddess, come the fuck on you knew i was gonna, i havent really elaborated on her either and im upset about that. but hey now you get a break from all those fucking paragraphs

equius is a hephaestus kid, and he kinda stays in the background. hes a range fighter, he spends a lot of time in the forge, and even though its been a project looooong since forgotten, hes been excavating the tunnels under cabin nine for years. by himself. he has no idea where they lead, but dammit hes gonna find out where. he has no idea about a certain bunker in the woods though...

gamzees just there for a fucking laugh tbh hes a son of dionysus and i love that cause hes the god of wine and parties and insanity. usually gamzees just zoning out somewhere hes Not supposed to be, and hes not affected by the maenads FUCKED UP BULLSHIT that goes down the forest sometimes. also hes so fucking scared of tavroses wing shoes he tried them on once while he was high and JESUS CHRIST

eridan is the son of kymopoleia, a SUPER obscure goddess. lets just say dont fuck with eridan cause his mom is the goddess of violent sea storms,

and naturally, feferi is the daughter of poseidon. cause who the FUCK else would she be the daughter of. WHO. NAME ONE GOD

OH AND JUST CAUSE I FORGOT CALLIE AND CALIBORN ARE SATYRS IN THIS AU. CALLIE HAS PAN PIPES. and caliborn still has a gun

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I always wonder if Hephaestus decided to forgive Hera (for neglecting him) because his revenge is successful or because Hera actually try to be nicer to him. I mean, after neglecting Hephaestus, does she changes her mind about how she view Hephaestus more than just lame God? I hope she does, because if she didn't it would be just sad for me.

First of all, thank you for this ask! This is my first one so I hope that I can answer this properly. Sit back and bring your juice box because this will be a long answer.

Now on to the answer, I do think that Hera and Hephaestus have mended their relationship. I think that they have a typical adult-parent relationship. The one where you love each other but have resentment at the same time.My answer will be based on Greek Mythology not Hellenism. My view may be a little biased since I loveeee Hera and the Iliad was the first greek myth literature I read. They had a very loving relationship in there. Hephaestus calms her down her down when she fights with Zeus. She actually LISTENS to him. I mean Hera doesn’t even listen to Zeus and Poseidon. This is a conversation between them,

I mean you never listen to someone you hate and smile at them. He feels comfortable enough to tell her that he loves her. In other translations, he says that she is very dear to him, meaning that they indeed care for each other.

I was going to make a post about this but might as well write about it here. One thing people always seem to forget about Hephaestus is that Hera is his only parent. Unlike Athena who had a mother and received her wisdom from her, Hephaestus is full Hera. Meaning that they have a similar personalities. Hera’s defining traits in classic literatures are vengeful and vindictiveness. Hephaestus doesn’t have many myths where he plays a prominent role but there are three myths where he takes revenge against those who wronged him. First, against Hera for abandoning him, then on his brother and wife for deceiving him, and finally against Harmonia whose only fault was being the illegitimate daughter of Aphrodite and Ares. These show that just like Hera, Hephaestus takes revenge against people and just like Hera’s, they are brutal punishments. He’s usually an easy going guy but expect a solid rebuttal if you cross him. Hera would’ve obviously noticed this similarity between them. Hera is also very cunning and Hephaestus inherited this trait. Hephaestus is like a calm and skill full version of Hera.

If you think about Hera as a mother, you will get that she is not your typical mama. She doesn’t coddle her children and overlook their mistakes. She treats them like all the other Olympians. She didn’t hesitate to hurt Ares when he went back on his word during the Trojan war and abducted Eileithyia during Heracles’ birth. She has one of those personalities where a person scares you due to their cold and calculating ways. In a way this makes her the perfect queen of Olympus. But without a doubt, how she treated Hephaestus after his birth was absolutely terrible. She likes perfection. After getting tired of her imperfect marriage, she decided to have this child who came out with deformities unlike her other children and her husband’s bastards who were beautiful. So, she felt that there was no way she, the queen, could present this imperfect child to other gods and decided to throw this child away. She didn’t even tell anyone about him. Cold? Yes. Terrible? Without a doubt. But that’s who Hera is or was because after Hephaestus “homecoming” , something happened that mended their relationship. Maybe Hera realised her mistakes and started to look at his works rather than his looks. But they were on good terms or good enough that Hephaestus decided to save his mother from the worst and most humiliating punishment ever faced by a Olympian. Nobody helped her due to Zeus. But Hephaestus, deformed Hephaestus, abandoned by his mother Hephaestus , decided to intervene because even though he punished her himself before, she is his mother and enough is enough. But then Zeus throws him off Olympus again and cripples him. After this incident I think that they finally really worked on their relationship. I mean the love was proved but now they communicated. How can Hera hate her son after this? She is obviously very proud of his skills, bravery and calmness. She also calls him her wonderful and craftsman son in a writing by a Roman poet (I can’t remember the name). He also tells her how much she means to him and doesn’t want to see her hurt again.The point is that they truly love each other now.

I like to think that they have weekly tea times where they talk about everything. They come up with new ways to take revenge, Hera listens about his new inventions, Hephaestus listens about Zeus’ infidelity and keeps telling her that she can do so much better because he knows what it’s like to be cheated on. They have inside jokes which definitely contains jokes about Heph being better than other Olympians because he is the only one who Zeus isn’t related to through blood and had to be calmed down when someone (Athena) pointed out that technically he is Zeus’ nephew.Hephaestus also tries new inventions on his mother which goes absolutely wrong and results in an earful. Sometimes Ares and their sisters join in on the fun. Sometimes they take family trips, just them, the Hera kids. So, yeah I really think that they have a normal adult-parent relationship where no matter how many times you disagree and think that you hate your parents, deep down you know that you love them, recognise that they make mistakes, and go to them for comfort.

( Sorry that this was so long. The English major just jumped out. Also sorry for the late posting. I wrote out the answer but forgot to save it and had to write from the top.)

#ask #hera #hephaestus #ares #athena #hermes #apollo #dionysus #hebe #zeus #aphrodite #poseidon #artemis #hades #demeter #peresphone

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Do you have random headcanons for the Gods?

hmm i never really thought about it! lemme see what i can think of hehe (these are all kinda shitposty bc i am running on zero sleep and idk what day it is)

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- thanatos is like one of the most handsome gods (next to eros & apollo i believe) and i would die laughing (pun intended) if old grandma’s/grandpa’s are like DAAAAAMN!!! he’s hot & other demigods who he takes to elysium try and flirt with him bc why not and he just. rolls his eyes and wishes he could go to sleep like his brother hypnos

- hestia is the realest one of them all and during the year everyone just gives her presents, they give presents to no one else except her bc she’s the most valid and the gods know it

- hades has so many hellhound puppies and cerberus and he’s tried asking charon where they all come from and charon is just like. i don’t KNOW stop asking me

- apollo is the type to wear sunglasses inside which makes no sense bc he’s the sun god. he says it’s all for fashion and they need to step it up and you know what? facts

- ares is chaotic per usual and he just fucks shit up for no reason and summons flames within his eyes and he and apollo have a staring contest

- hephaestus and athena just sit back and watch everyone be dumb and roll their eyes

- zeus and poseidon are those dads who do that “well MY son” thing and they get told to shut up on the daily

- everytime eros visits aphrodite everyone gets very scared bc they don’t want to make him angry and he’s chaotic since his dad is ares and eros doesn’t care who you are, if you’re in his sights and he’s bored he’s causing trouble (kinda wish he was an og god like in some legit myths) he only leaves hestia alone and tries to annoy the virgin goddesses, artemis just rolls her eyes and slaps him upside the head

- demeter and hera just get done w everyone’s shit per usual

- dionysus and hermes visit sometimes giving everyone updates about their kids and that’s the only time where everyone is quiet and genuinely listens

this is terrible i am so sorry my brain is at max capacity even though nothing is in there AHH sorry & love you! :(

#percy jackson headcanons #percy jackson asks

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oskarwing · 5 years

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TUA Percy Jackson AU

Just me having the need to combine Fandoms. These are just my very chaotic thoughts in no order. Also I might write a fic to this one day...

Note: Even though I don’t mention it for everyone specifically just where it seems to fit because this post will be really long already they all have ADHD and dyslexia because that comes with being a demigod in the Percy Jackson universe.

Luther and Five were the first of the seven to come to Camp Half Blood Hill. They are children of Hephaestus and a male engineer.

Luther spend his earlier childhood trying to impress his human father by working hard in school and trying to get as good as him but the human Dad never quiet came over suddenly having to take care of two children that suddenly showed up in front of his door with a note from the dude he had dated for a while saying that those were their biological children.

At eight years old Five decided to run away and Luther couldn’t let him go alone.

Luther has their godly father’s craftsmanship talents which he mostly uses to build his model spaceships and sometimes trying to make more functional ones he also gets pretty good at sculpturing.

Five is good at building things too of course but he’s also one of the children of Hephaestus who have pyrokinesis-powers (I know that is super rare but ssshhhhh)

While they were running away from monsters Five lost control of his fire and he accidentally burned Luther who will always have scars from this and also restricted movement in his left hand (he is still good with building but it takes him a lot longer and he sometimes needs to ask Five for help)

While he was recovering he dreamed about Hephaestus and his father showed him his deformities and tried to make it easier for his son (I know gods generally don’t care but he can relate and also Luther is a tiny eight-year-old still at that point.)

Five obviously feels immense guilt over this. He was just scared and of the monsters and wanted to burn them like he did with some of the others but instead he got his twin!

He helps Luther as good as he can though. In the beginning when Luther still had a hard time he’d cut his food for him.

And nobody, not a soul, not anyone in the whole camp would ever dare to make fun of Luther. Not when his twin is standing behind him with eyes surprisingly icy for someone with fire powers.

They will try twice to go back home to their father.

Once when they are ten and want to maybe see if it was so bad after all.

And once when they are starting highschool and want to give normal life a shot.

The first time engineer human daddy made constant remarks about Luther’s scars. Both of how bad they looked and how it made him a little more clumsy because of how badly his left hand was burned.

He also like implied that he thought Five did it intentional. That was one of the few times Luther had to comfort Five while he was crying. Though he was crying too.

That stay didn’t last more than two days and they were on a bus back to camp.

The second time their human father was nicer. He had a new boyfriend and a dog and seemed genuinely apologetic. Though after how he had behaved neither of the twins accepted those apologies.

He didn’t know how to talk to them still.

There was too much between the three of them and it seemed awkward.

In the end it was a drakon attacking all of them that made the twins decide that this wasn’t their place.

Their father told them that he’d keep their rooms always ready for them to stay when he saw them off.

There weren’t any ‘I love you’s but that dog? The dog of the new boyfriend? She was a female dog and she had puppies in the time they were there. One of those dogs really loved Five.

And Five loved him.

And that’s the story how the Hephaestus-cabin got a tiny mascot named Mr Pennycrumb.

Klaus comes to the camp a year after the twins. He’s thirteen.

His godly parent is Hermes.

His mother had a big green VW trailer when he was little. One with which they traveled through the whole country staying wherever they seemed fit.

They lived in the back cuddled together on the bed. Klaus will still say that was the best time of his life.

It was also his mothers way of trying to protect him from monster. She hoped if they kept going they wouldn’t be to easy to find.

But then she got attacked and killed by a monster anyway and Klaus was handed through the foster system where he was also declared as crazy for how he described his mother’s death.

He went to countless therapists over the years.

Until he got found by a Satyr who brought him to camp.

He quickly joined in with the pranks some of his half-siblings did.

Also he became one of the children of Hermes who smuggle in all the good forbidden stuff the campers need and desire.

He’s quiet great at stealing as well.

Somehow he always gets Luther to build things for his pranks without Luther knowing what they are for.

“What do you need a pieform with a lever system that is remote controlled for?” “Oh, you know, I just wanted to give that harpy on the tree some pie and I can’t throw that high.” “Aw. That’s so nice of you!”

The pie ends up in the face of a surprised Ares-child.

Klaus is cackling in safe distance.

Since he has no other place to go he stays in the camp year round.

Third to join was Allison, only a few months after Klaus at age 15

She’s the daughter of Aphrodite and an artist.

Her father was bewitched by Aphrodite’s beauty and he has a portrait of her.

When she was little Allison spend hours in front of that portrait just staring at her mother.

Her father never once told her about her no matter how many questions she asked only one time when he told her he didn’t like to paint humans and she asked: “What about Mom then?” He answered: “Your mother is entirely different, Allie.”

Allison got handed from school to school. The schools claiming she was manipulative and somehow always got what she wanted and them only realizing what had happened after it was done.

Her father didn’t put her into therapy though. He just ask her to try her best to stop.

Allison didn’t really understand how she was doing it though. People just did what she wanted them to.

It’s charmspeak obviously.

When she was attacked by a Cyclops in school though her father thought it was time to get her to camp so she can learn to cope with her demi-godliness

But she mostly only goes in summer and spends her schoolyear with her Dad.

When Diego joins the camp at 14 a week and a bit after Allison he’s this angry boy always starting fights with anyone around him. So naturally everyone assumes he’s just a child of Ares.

But then he gets claimed and to the surprise of everyone... he is...

The son of Apollo.

Everyone’s like “That angry dude is supposed to go in a cabin full of sunshine people??”

And Diego is a little surprised too.

But he is very good at archery as it turns out.

And dancing! Apollo might be the god of music but you gotta know your way around rhythms if you want to be good at dancing!

His human parent actually is a ballet-dancer.

After she found out she was pregnant with Diego she moved in with her good friend Grace. The two of them fell in love before Diego was born.

Yep, Diego is raised by lesbians. Because I say so.

Grace is this friendly soft Mom we know but she’s also the one to teach Diego various martial arts.

Diego’s biological Mom is this no-funny business stern mother who on the other hand very much loves her son.

She just wants him to succeed in life and with her profession she just learned that you have to be tough to succeed.

Diego ended up in the camp because both of his moms got fed up with getting attacked by various greek monsters all the time.

Well fed up is kind of the wrong word but they wanted to make sure that Diego would be able to defend himself if he was ever in danger and Grace’s teaching don’t help him anymore.

So at the start of the summer they drive him down to camp.

He likes his siblings there.

Though he is concert of one Dave Katz who spends far too much time with that one Hermes kid that can never sit still and he’s not sure if he’s good for him.

Ben comes to camp half a year after Diego with a Satyr. He’s twelve and just radiates sadness seemingly.

Since he’s staying in the Hermes-cabin for a few days before he gets claimed Klaus tries to cheer him up a little with various dumb jokes.

He doesn’t laugh once. He does however ask for some books.

It turns out that he with help of his father worked through his severe dyslexia just to read the stories his father read to him himself

His father was a marine biologist and super dork.

Little Ben had this big book about different sea species he used to look through.

He also had one about different mythologies because his Dad was also super interested in that kind of stuff and wants his son to be informed all around.

He basically had books about anything and everything. And his father tried his best to answer any question he had and the questions he couldn’t answer he’d find someone else to answer.

Anyway you probably already know that Ben’s godly parent is Athena.

Surprise!

Once he gets claimed Klaus is like a little sad cause he started to feel really protective of him while he stayed in the Hermes cabin.

But he gets to see him every day anyway so it’s all good.

They still don’t know what’s going on with him though.

The Athena Cabin and Klaus try their best to find out why he’s so sad all the time.

It comes out during the mission he, Klaus and Diego go on.

On one of his research trips Ben’s father was attacked by Cetus. Ben was also on the trip but was able to safe himself though for a while it looked like he was about to drown.

His mother saved him however with a small boat that appeared under him.

As soon as he got to land it transformed into a tiny nutshell.

Ben has it with him at all times and that’s how he saves Diego and Klaus on that mission telling them that story.

Vanya is who Ben, Klaus and Diego are going on the mission for.

She is this ten-year-old girl in an elite boarding school who for some reasons despite trying her very best always gets in trouble.

The reason is constant monster attacks.

She’s pretty upset about that. She knows her human-father expects the very best from her. And so does she! She has to be the very best!

Her father is a conductor in a high-level orchestrate and he expects his daughter to be a lot better than ordinary.

The boys bring her to camp where she shows off her violin talent.

Diego kinda hopes that she’s an Apollo kid so he can keep an eye on her. Though he’s also somewhat scared of her.

She and Five are instant friends! They sit next to each other at the camp fire listening to the dumb stories Klaus tells or the great ones Allison acts out.

She gets claimed during capture the flag where she wins the flag (with the others help)

Her godly parent is Nike.

She’s a little scared when she sees what kind of overachievers her siblings are.

Sporty kids, Kids that are great at art or acting or school.

And she’s just little Vanya with her tiny violin and she couldn’t even make first chair in her school’s orchestra.

Soon she learns however that even though her siblings are highly competitive they are deep down very sweet.

She goes back to her father after the first summer ends but pretty soon comes back.

He told her what a disappointment she was.

Five and Luther have also returned from their Dad by then and they bond over shitty parents.

Klaus is also still there to lift the mood!

And Ben! He joins in with books he read.

None of them can wait for Diego and Allison to finally join them at the end of the school year.

#The Umbrella Academy #percy jackon and the olympians #crossover #luther hargreeves #diego hargreeves #allison hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #five hargreeves #ben hargreeves #vanya hargreeves #though none of them are called hargreeves obviously #luther and five are twins

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iamnotbrianmay · 5 years

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Y’all are really going to make me write the Percy Jackson Queen AU huh? Y’all are about to make me look like a FOOL, an utter BUFOON, because you are all too scared to talk about how incredible it would be!

Well, fine, let that be my fate:

Freddie → Apollo: has been variously recognised as a god of archery, music and dance, truth and prophecy, healing and diseases, the sun and light, poetry, and more.

At first people peg him as everything but a child of Apollo. He just doesn’t have the looks, you know? He is not blond, blue-eyed, or athletic. They make bets around camp thinking he might be anything ranging from a child of a lesser God to a child of Hades. Which is ridiculous, The Big Three don’t have children.

He gets claimed during a night at the mess hall a few weeks after he has been at camp. They are all singing and just being rowdy teenagers when the symbol of Apollo appears over his head.

He is very good at singing, lyric writing, and composing because of his godly parentage.

He is also very fond of being on the sun. Like he falls asleep while sun bathing more often than not and very much enjoys their days at the lake or the beach.

His voice is often compared to those of muses, and you know what? That’s just his father’s blessing. Dear old dad took one look at the singing baby and went, ‘yep, this kid is going to be the best singer the world has ever been’ then blessed him.

Everyone in Olympus got mad with Apollo for a couple of years until they decided that okay, fine, you made the right choice, Freddie is going to be the absolute best thing ever.

John → Hephaestus: is the Greek god of blacksmiths, metalworking, carpenters, craftsmen, artisans, sculptors, metallurgy, fire, and volcanoes.

His dad doesn’t need to claim him before everyone knows exactly who is his godly parent. The burning mark he gets the second time he visits the forges is more of a formality than anything else. Hephaestus just really wants his boy to stop sleeping in the crowded Hermes cabin.

He helps his half siblings with everything electronic, and they are all delighted at the fact that he was able to upgrade the wiring and the sound system in their cabins. Now they can have the wildest fucking parties ever.

Yeah, that boy adores hosting parties for everyone with his new inventions.

“I’m telling you, Freddie. This microphone does not need a cable. It’s wireless.”

He has this extensive collection of Bass Guitars which are all upgraded to fit John’s style of playing. They will be worth millions when they get older, but for now they are just his babies.

The only thing he ever builds from scratch is Brian’s Red Special, which he builds with Brian’s help for the older boy’s fourteenth birthday.

Don’t tell anyone, but John actually spent more time on their little project than he did on anything else in his life. He just really loves his big poodle friend, okay?

John is also the one that comes up with the idea of Queen after one afternoon he finishes building things for all of his friends. A piano for Freddie, a drum kit for Roger, and the Deaky Amp for Brian.

He is the one, along with his siblings of course, to build the stage in which Queen have their first performance. (Also known as the performance where Apollo blessed the other three members of the band)

Roger → Aphrodite: associated with love, beauty, pleasure, passion and procreation.

After he gets claimed, the whole jiz that Aphrodite does that makes her children ridiculously pretty, the whole camp is drooling after the drummer.

He uses that to his advantage for a while until the spell wears off and he is left as good ol’ Roger. (Still unfairly pretty, definitely Aphrodite’s child)

He is a tiny ball of anger and charm and people sometimes question if he is the love child between a descendant of Ares and Aphrodite. Which he might be, no one really knows, least of all Aphrodite.

Once Roger discovers his Charmspeak it is over for everyone. Like he was already pretty enough to make everyone wants to bow down before him, and now he literally can make them all do whatever he wants. And, oh boy is he enjoying this.

He does the most™️ to be the best sword fighter in the whole camp. Like not even kidding he beats everyone at sword fighting, there is not one person who can beat the blonde menace (except maybe Brian, but that’s because his bf distracts him with how cute he looks)

He always uses his ‘dumb blonde’ looks to his advantage, and the people and monsters always fall for it. He always gets away with everything.

Brian → Athena: is an ancient Greek goddess associated with wisdom, handicraft, and warfare.

What is it with children of Athena and getting to Camp Half Blood at a very early age? Seriously, poor kids.

By the time he turns fifteen he has already spent eight years of his life in Camp Half-Blood. No one remembers when he got there, or when he was claimed, just that he has always been there.

He is like that one thing that never changes at Camp, despite of what happens.

You don’t want to mess with Brian. He is a calculating and cold son of a bitch who will get revenge on you when you least expect it. He knows revenge is a dish best served cold.

He is the best battle strategist on Camp Half-Blood. And when I say best I mean best. Years after his retirement they are still going over his notes on battle strategy because he is just that good.

He built the Red Special with John’s help when they decided to form Queen. He had been using a Fender guitar Chiron got him for his birthday but nothing compared with John’s instruments.

He keeps Drachmas to play the Red Special with even after they leave Camp. Quarters just don’t sound the same as godly coins.

He uses his heritage as a way to learn as many songs in the guitar as possible because what else would he use his intellect for, duh.

He can beat Roger, Freddie, and John in sword fighting on a good day, but to be fair neither the singer nor the bassist are any good with swords.

He can beat Roger because he has studied the younger boy’s fighting style and has worked out his weak points.

All in all Maylor are like the most feared couple in camp, no one messes with them unless they want to suffer the consequences.

#freddie mercury #John Deacon #roger taylor #Brian May #Queen #AU #Percy Jackson AU #my writing #my headcanons #I should be murdered instantly #maylor #I love percy jackson #if you cant tell #please give me feedback #and hcs if you want too

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thedemigodsguide · 18 days

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Yo, I’m a new Aphrodite Kid. I was walking past the Hephaestus cabin, and I heard an explosion. Should I be concerned?

Hey, welcome to camp! I’m Kalypso Fyre, but everyone calls me Kally. I’m the daughter of Clio, the Muse of History. I don’t know if you’ve met your head counselor, Piper, yet, but she’s totally cool.

Explosions from the Hephaestus and Hermes cabins are pretty typical. Usually it’s testing some product. Ever since Leo showed up, stuff hasn’t really exploded because of malfunctions. It’s a huge relief, because those Hephaestus kid were getting hurt left and right before then.

Every once in a while, someone will poke their head in to make sure no one needs medical attention, but there’s usually no need to worry. Just try to stay away when they’re testing stuff (they usually put up a sign).

It’s the Hermes cabin that you need to watch out for. Usually when an explosion happens there, it’s because they’re testing a new prank or the viability of a prank item (glitter bombs are pretty common). If you see or hear an explosion from the Hermes kids, you better watch your back, because there’s probably gonna be a prank in the next few days.

Anyways, thanks for dropping in! Hope to see you around, kid! If you or any of your friends have a question for anyone, feel free to ask!

–Kally

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neqeyam · 5 years

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Forgotten Myth; Chapter two.

Words- 2967

Warnings- height/falling, fighting, arguing, mentions Lee’s death

Summary- When fourteen year old Ruby Moore is chased down the hallway at school by a character out of one of her fever dreams, she gets thrown into a world of tales and myths that society has ruled out to be fake. Befriending a Pegasus that hates everyone, and gathering friends strong enough to be considered a small army, she has to embark on a journey that will change her life forever.

POV- Ruby

Chapter One- https://rqmcuwdwpjo.tumblr.com/post/188285543834/forgotten-myth-chapter-one

Will took me around the camp, Camp Half-Blood according to his shirt. Showing me everything from a strawberry field to the infirmary. He told me stories of our dad, about how Apollo got banished to be a mortal a while ago and since he’s back being a god he now has a new sense of identity. He took me to the archery range, where I impressed him with my archery skills even though I was new. I didn’t have the heart to tell him that I took archery lessons from age six to age ten.

By the end of the educational tour, I was exhausted. I felt like I’d just ran a million miles, but he didn’t stop there. He took me to the only building in a rectangle of twenty other oddly specific buildings that literally was glowing gold in the setting sun. Inside there were about ten bunks, all pushed to the outside edges of the building so that there was room in the middle for three cots.

“Please tell me I don’t have to sleep in one of those.” I whined, pointing at one of the cots. Will made a face as if to say: I hope you like back problems. I almost started complaining but he laughed and placed a hand on my shoulder to keep from toppling over.

“Those are medical cots silly. But anyways, welcome to cabin seven; where children of Apollo learn the trades of our father.” I looked around and took in the scene. Books on various topics lined the many bookshelves in between the bunks, medical supplies spilled out of bags while syringes soaked in a yellowish-brown liquid. One thing that stuck out to me the most, was the fact that everywhere I looked, some sort of archery target hung from the walls with very distinct holes in the bulls-eye. Will rummaged around under one of the bunks that looked abandoned and pulled out a box. When he opened it, a faint light filtered out as if they’d trapped it in there.

“This was Lee Fletcher’s bow. If you want it, it’s all yours,” Will said, sadness drifting through his voice. I was tempted to ask what happened to Lee, but something about Will’s posture and aura told me that I’d better just accept the bow.

“It looks perfect, thank you,” he handed me the bow, and I had to admit; it was perfect. The nocking point seemed to be in a direct line to my shoulder, the bow string wasn’t too taut, I felt like this bow had been crafted just for me. As I was holding it, I realized that the bow itself was actually glowing; not blindingly, just enough for me to see a faint halo of light outlining the bow.

Once Will had enough of reminiscing about Lee’s bow, we went back outside. A horn blew in the distance, scaring me so badly I screamed and hid behind Will (Not my best moment I’ll admit).

“That’s the dinner horn, nothing to be afraid of-” he said, a dark figure appeared out of seemingly nowhere cut him off.

“eccoti, ti ho cercato dappertutto,” the dark haired kid said.

“Nico, for the last time, I don’t speak fluent Italian.”

“Ciao, chi sei,” they all turned to me as if I just grew another head. Though the black haired kid looked more grateful than confused.

“Puoi parlare italiano?” the black haired kid -who Will called Nico- asked.

“no, perché dovrei?” I asked. Will’s face flushed red, but he looked rather pissed.

“Would you two stop that! Ruby you’re speaking Italian!” He yelled, taking both of us by surprise. I looked down at my hands as if they’d give me answers; but no avail. I was thinking in another language too, symbols rather than english letters were flying around my head. I realized the same symbols were almost everywhere around camp, telling me where to go. For a moment, I completely forgot english and my whole sense of identity blurred. Will set a hand on my shoulder, drawing my attention from my hands.

“pós boró na milíso angliká?” I asked frantically. Nico handed me the book he was reading, thankfully it was in english and the other two languages seemed to go back to their hiding places. My mind went back to thinking in my first language; I handed the book back to Nico and huffed, “Thank you,” he nodded and started up the hill.

Dinner was cool, I could order whatever I wanted and however much I wanted. My plate just seemed to refill itself, the Greeks really knew how to eat. Mr. D (Will told me his real name is Dionysus, the wine dude) stood and banged a knife against his goblet of diet coke. When he had everyone’s attention, he turned to Chiron. (yes, the Chiron from the ancient times.)

“You all know what today is, the first Friday of the month. Which means-” he was cut off by the Ares table pounding their silverware on the table, chanting CTF; whatever that meant. The rest of the cabins joined in their chants till it was just a rumble of voices and an earthquake of silverware pounding. A stocky girl with dirty blonde, almost brown hair stood up and thrust her spear into the air.

“We’re on her team this month. If we win, I get the Apollo chariot back that she stole from us while Michael Yew was our senior counselor.” Will spat, he didn’t sound happy about being on her team.

“Then I guess we have to win.” I stated. I’ve always been competitive, and now I finally know how I’m so good at basketball. Will grinned at me, his eyes alight with an emotion I couldn’t place.

After dinner, and after Chiron was finally able to explain the rules; Will led cabin seven through the hoard of people and into the woods. Everyone seemed to know their place, some went up into trees, scaling them like squirrels. Others turned invisible and the only hint that they were still there was a rustling in the bushes. Will led me to a pile of rocks that looked like a thumb, a blood red flag shone brightly in the setting sun. he scaled a tree next to the pile of rocks, something told me to do the same. I climbed a tree with surprising ease a few yards away from the flag so I’d have a clear view of who was coming through. Two kids that wore the same mischievous grins that Ayla defaulted to walked through the clearing. Behind them, enough teenagers to be considered a small army without the multitude of weapons came walking into the clearing. The girl, who Will told me was Clarrise, barked orders at people.

“You excited?” someone asked behind me. My instincts pulled an arrow out and notched it all while turning around. I was met with a smug smile that I was so used to. Then I checked my pockets.

“More nervous than anything, your dad is Hermes isn’t it.” I asked Ayla. It hadn’t occurred to me that she looked exactly like him -based on a description from a book I found- She nodded and perched in the tree next to me. I looked over to where Will was perched to see him lazily going in and out of being visible. He flickered sometimes, like he got stuck halfway through his change.

“You and I are gonna charge the flag. According to Connor, they’ve got the entirety of Demeter’s children on guard duty, with Hecate’s scattered throughout the woods.” I nodded along with her, we’d need a plan to get through Hecate’s children’s magic. A bunch of grease covered kids walked into the clearing, -probably Hephaestus’s kids- and Ayla let out an audible sigh. I followed her gaze to a semi scrawny kid who would not stop moving -his dark curly hair and tanned skin gave him away as hispanic- talking to an equally dark skinned girl.

Clarrise held a thumbs up to the sky and then a few moments later a horn sounded. Our ranks bolted into the woods, and the Hephaestus kids started waving Wii remotes around really quickly.

Yells and screams erupted from the woods, and a few kids watched everything through a shield looking thing. The first wave of kids were all blonde except for the black haired kid from earlier (Will told me that he’s the son of Poseidon, Perry Jackson, or something like that). Ayla drew her daggers and charged from her spot in the tree. Will and I rained arrows down on whoever got too close to the flag (Although, most of my arrows missed). A water spout rocketed toward me, but I jumped and fired one of the rope arrows into another tree, swinging across the battlefield kicking anyone that got too close. Light beams burned kids slightly when they started their assault on the flag. We were being overrun by kids. Another kid with blond hair came running through the mess and I thought it might be Will, but then I started to feel sleepy.

“It’s Clovis’s magic!” someone yelled. I took a closer look at the blond haired kid and I realized that he was sleeping. Our defenses were dropping like flies, snores started the echo through the woods. They seemed to be protecting him, drawing a crescent moon around him. Next to me Ayla sleepily fluttered down onto the branch and closed her eyes, a good sized rock almost fell out of her hand. I knew what she wanted me to do.

“C’mon Apollo, gimme one luck shot,” I murmured and wound up. The rock left my hand at an upward angle, then arced down; smacking Clovis right in the temple, he fell like a load of bricks. Some of his defenses tried to wake him up but he didn’t. Our defense team woke up one by one, recharged and ready to go they fought harder than before.

My vision blurred and I saw a figure running for our flag, but I couldn’t see her. I sensed her. When my vision returned I saw someone grabbing at our flag, it rose and started down the hill. Almost all of the offensive troops had retreated.

“Team Ares!” I yelled, gathering everyone's attention. “Stop our flag,” they followed my finger and watched as Annabeth emerged from nothing and set down the flag. A wave the size of a small house flung half our troops out of the way, then the dark haired kid (Perry? Percy? One of the two I can’t remember what Will said) started fighting his way through the mess of kids. Ayla grabbed my hand and the next thing I knew we were zooming through the woods at top speed. She smacked into an invisible shield of some sort and crumpled to the ground with a groan. A few snickers from the other side brought my attention to a bunch of Demeter and Hecate children. Clarrise growled a few feet away from me and stabbed at the shield, getting thrown back. Ayla and I exchanged glances, something told me she wanted to go up. So we did.

The shield was definitely not as strong on the top as it was near the bottom. The only problem was that we were suspended fifty feet up in the air by some jello. Ayla pried a hole in the top and I shot four arrows down. Unbeknownst to me, they were all sonic arrows. Each arrow sounded like it was on eight amplifiers and a surround sound speaker. Good news, it was enough to blast out the shield and disoriant their first line of defenses; bad news, Ayla and I were now falling fifty feet to our deaths. Someone caught me, I was met with brown eyes that screamed anger. He set me down and kept running, as Ayla lowered herself down next to me. Together, the three of us ran at the Aphrodite children. I stayed back a little bit and shot anyone out of the trees, while the rest of our offense fought against Aphrodite, Nemesis and what was left of Demeter.

“Ayla! I have a plan!” I yelled, before I even had a P-L-A. She came running and I told her about what I saw Will doing and how he briefly explained it to me. Another kid came with her, however; it was the brown eyed Ares kid that caught me.

“You’re going to need a brute for that,” he grumbled, trying harder than necessary to sound mean. I didn’t have time to argue so I just grabbed their arms and ran, praying to Apollo that this worked.

The fact that no one tried to stop us told me that it worked. We ran and dodged roots that were constantly growing. When we came to a clearing where a stream ran through, I slowed down. In front of us stood their flag, and a multitude of traps. Ayla groaned at the sight of the traps but I told her to just fly over everything. A blond kid that looked to be about my age paced in front of the first trap, folding over a knife in his hand. He grumbled about something, we didn’t stick around long enough to hear what he was saying. Ayla flew us over everything, groaning and complaining everytime one of us moved the wrong way. The brown eyed kid, -who refused to tell me his name- grabbed the flag and bolted for Ayla and I. An alarm sounded in the trees and two more cabins came running into the clearing.

“Great, now what,” brown eyed boy grumbled. I hadn’t thought this far but I had the beginnings of something that would either be super cool, or the biggest failure in the history of camp. I pulled out my last arrow, it was a rope arrow. Thank Apollo, I thought. Without saying a word I shot it at an angle at Ayla; the arrow wrapped itself around her waist, almost pulling her out of the sky. Brown eyed kid seemed to be following my train of thought because he ran towards the closest kids near us and grabbed their shields. He threw one at me and stuffed the other under his foot. I stopped the shield with my foot, and gripped my bow better.

“AYLA, FLY!” I screamed and she took off. The brown eyed kid grabbed onto the rope with his other hand and held the flag under his arm.

We sped through the woods on shields, Ayla was going so fast that almost nothing could touch us. I’m sure we looked like a more badass version of the Three Stooges. She started laughing maniacally over the wind and we jumped a hill. Annabeth and the black haired kid (I’m pretty sure his name is Percy) were running back with our flag, thankfully they hadn’t made it back to their side yet. They ducked under us and gawked. Cheers erupted from the tree line where Ayla’s half brothers and sisters were gathering along with the Hephaestus kids. We were almost across when a wave knocked Ayla out of the sky, she hit the ground like a ton of bricks.

“Connor! Go long!” he yelled and threw the flag like a spear. One of Ayla’s brothers broke off from the crowd and flew to meet the flag, pulling it over the line; the crowd cheered and lifted him up on their shoulders. With Ayla’s momentum and no one to steer, brown eyed kid and I rammed right into a tree. He turned around right before we hit and grabbed me, his back smacked into the tree hard, and my head smacked into his armor. We both crumpled to the ground, groaning. Will was already working on Ayla who had hit her head on a rock. A few of my other siblings ran over to brown eyed kid and I, healing us with no problem. I stood up and stuck out my hand to help him up, he took it gingerly.

“That was quite the plan, Ruby,” he said and took off his helmet. For a moment I was overtaken with confusion but then I realized who he was.

“You- you told Mrs. Johansson that I FAKED A PASS!” I yelled, poking a finger at his chest. Jackson Ryans stuck his hands in the air in surrender, though the grin on his face told me he was just getting started.

“It was all part of the plan.”

“What plan?!” I demanded, only now realizing that he was a solid three inches taller than me.

“To get you here of course, we needed an actual reason to get you here or else you wouldn’t believe us and someone kept telling the monsters off your scent,” he explained as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. That didn’t help the fact that I got a detention out of it and was benched for two basketball games.

“He’s right, we did need a reason and Jackson volunteered to tattle on you,” Chiron said as he helped Ayla up off the ground. She brushed herself off quickly and thanked Will, who went to work on the others that were lying around groaning.

“I was benched for two games because of him!”

“Yeah, sorry about that one. That definitely wasn’t part of the plan,” Jackson said, scratching the back of his neck, still grinning. I wanted to smack him but Ayla led me away before I could, throwing me into a celebration that resulted in me, Ayla, Connor and Jackson on various peoples shoulders. Ayla and Connor start playing chicken, with two of the stockier Hephaestus kids. Slowly I realized that I was on an Ares kids shoulders, he was taking me toward their chicken game. Ayla punched me in the arm and Connor shoved my shoulder.

“Hey! No tag teaming!” I laughed, shoving them back. Jackson came over and shoved them with me, together we pushed Ayla off the Hephaestus kids shoulders and then went to work on Connor. He gave up and flew off the kids shoulders. Jackson held his arms out for a hug, I was reluctant but it’s kinda hard to dismiss a hug that you’re forced into. Jackson’s brother moved so that he could pull me into him.

“Okay okay, I forgive you… I guess,” I said so he’d let go of me. Did I actually forgive him? Not really; but something told me I’d have to or else this camp would be absolute hell.

#pjo fanfic #oc fanfiction #fanfic #forgotten myth #greek gods #Greek Mythology #ruby moore #ayla weber #jackson ryans #percy jackson #annabeth chase #leo valdez #connor stoll

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royal-wren · 3 years

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Certain types of Christians scare the fuck out of me. As a former Christian I have so much trauma when dealing with people that are so intense in their beliefs that they focus so much on not being happy with the life they’re living now. I get fear knowing they weaponize parts of the bible to be bigots while ignoring every other lesson holding 100x more importance than those moments speaking of the times they were written by men. I got scared that only God/Jesus gave a fuck about me while literally everyone else in the community talking about love and acceptance hated me and told me I’m going to hell as someone bi and trans. It didn’t matter that Jesus said everything about loving everyone regardless of who or what they are/do and bringing out a new standard to the religion that started Christianity in the first place. It only mattered that they grasped at air to achieve their means as the close minded individuals that won’t budge. It never mattered that they were going against the teachings and hurting others, that they were hurting me every day by making me feel unwanted despite being devoted to the same God and teachings. It didn’t matter that I was living the life style more than they were and humbling myself like crazy, giving, giving, giving, giving so often to others and being nice and welcoming to everyone.

Religious trauma like that is what ultimately drove me away, made me alienated and suck the life and soul out of it for me until I had to wake up and realize the faith I had was rotting the whole time until there was nothing. Being so unwanted just for being a part of the LGBT is so damning to anyone’s state of mind especially when you’re just trying to be a good person, the giver, while everything else in that religion knocks you down, shames you, tells you you’re going to hell and nothing can help you become words etched into your psyche.

My past with religion does make me happy to be a part of one that doesn’t judge my for the points above, is overall more welcoming and open. Every day I think about the fact that Hermes popped in and made himself known as his first effort for attention sometime at 4am over three months ago by making a whole lot of noise and doing nothing else inside the closet directly after changing to a new room I’m glad. I might not have made the connection then past a ‘what the fuck’ at the time also felt by my cat while Hermes was trying to tell me it was time for new things that needed my attention and needed to be heard. Every day I’m thankful that the more I was diving back into Hellenism and the Gods themselves that Hermes was telling for my attention and Aphrodite was there too. I’m thankful for the guy with the super charged & super loud megaphone begging for me to notice while Aph was super chill about it, about getting my attention as pretty much the only time she’s ever talked directly to me and appeared before me everchanging. When I literally could not stop thinking about either of them and Hermes especially was constantly on my mind for over a month I knew I had to at least answer them.

I’m glad I did, I’m glad two bicons specifically called out to me, reached out to me when my interests were spiking again to the fire I had when first learning about them as a child as the gods I needed and need the most right now in my life. I’m glad I can look back to my childhood and realized that some of them were always with me especially when it comes to Artemis, Apollo, Hermes, and Hephaestus as that creative artsy hands-on let’s build something or make something pretty kid. As the kid that was rough and tumble nature/animal lover involved in so many sports and competitions, questioning everything about myself for my identity. As the kid that kept getting lucky by finding a lot of money and other valuables anywhere I’d go ranging from schools to strip malls and parks and would win a lot whenever it came to games requiring skill and random luck. I’m glad I was the kid that felt so much as an empath and wanted the best for others around me, that gave and was charitable simply because it felt good and I’d be bonding with other people. I’m glad those qualities attracted them to me, made them stick with me and support me even when I didn’t know or recognize it. I’m glad those qualities are why they’re still here and why Hermes and Aphrodite were my reintroduction and why they’re still here knowing what they encompass and bring to the world is what I try to do too in any way I can and are just parts of me so deeply rooted in my existence as I am now.

#dorian's hellenism journal #fuck i just #i love them i love my gods #that love me back and wanted me in the first place

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smallestavocado · 4 years

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Sunshine and Death

This is the first fan fiction I've written, its just a soft telling of how Nico and Will got together. I hope you enjoy it.

Nico

“Hey, death boy, wake up sleepyhead”

Nico Di Angelo groaned and buried his face in his pillow. Ever since he had agreed to help Will Solace in the infirmary, he had been woken up every day at the crack of dawn to assist Will in treating the many injuries that were sustained each day at Camp Half-Blood

He rolled out of bed after a minute or so, he had learned the hard way that Will wasn’t just going to let him lie in bed. He’d made that mistake a couple of times and had water poured over his head. He got dressed out of his skull decorated pyjamas (He knew they were ridiculous but Hazel had bought them and they were comfortable) Pulling on a black MCR t-shirt and some black ripped jeans, he examined himself in the mirror.

It was true that he looked a lot better now that he had stopped shadow travelling for a week. He didn’t look as pale or malnourished, and the bags under his eyes had shrunk. He tried to flatten his hair, it was forever looking like he had spent the day in bed.

“Trying to impress someone?” came a voice from behind him.

He jumped and then cursed as he turned around and saw Will standing in the doorway, a smile on his face. Will was wearing his usual orange t-shirt and grey shorts, a satchel slung over his shoulder, his sky blue eyes sparkling in the early morning sunlight.

Nico composed himself, scowling at Will “it's rude to sneak up on people” He muttered.

“Yea well Paolo managed to get his hand chopped off while being a test subject for one of the Hephaestus cabins dumb experiments, so I need you to help me check on him.”

Nico rolled his eyes. Paolo Montes was a Brazilian son of Hebe who claimed to only speak Brazilian Portuguese, however, he could fluently understand English. He had a tendency to get injuries and spent quite a lot of time in the infirmary.

“Ok, but don't sneak up on me again,” Nico said, pulling on his shoes and following Will out of the cabin to the infirmary.

Two hours later, having treated Paolo, let Katie Gardner have a lie down (she had overexerted herself growing strawberry plants) and given Rachel, Elizabeth Dare a plaster (she got angry while painting and punched the wall of her cave) Nico sat down and took a breather.

He called for Will and told him that he was going to summon Jules-Albert to drive him to McDonald’s. Usually, Will wanted to stay and make sure no one else needed any help, so Nico was surprised when he asked if he could accompany Nico. Nico said sure, and Will hopped into the back of the car, explaining that one of his siblings had agreed to stay at the infirmary.

Will

The car pulled up at Mcdonalds and Will sighed a breath of relief. Jules-Albert could be quite a competitive driver, but he tended to go a little fast for Wills liking. He could wait in traffic for half an hour without getting mad, but as soon as he was able to move, he would take off as though Zeus himself was chasing him. Nico thanked the French zombie and got out of the car, Will followed suit, and they headed inside.

Nico asked Will what he wanted and he told him his order, before leaning against the wall and studying Nico. His skin had gotten a lot less pale recently, and he looked a lot healthier, but he still had that haunted look in his eyes, as though he had seen hell (which he had)

Nico finished ordering and they went to find a table. Once they sat down, Will asked Nico how he had been feeling. Nico pushed a strand of hair away from his eyes and answered.

“I feel a lot better, and Jules-Albert says that next year he can teach me how to drive, so I might not need to shadow travel every time I want to go to McDonald’s”

“Well that sounds pretty good,” said Will, smiling. “And, hey, if you ever wanna hang out again sometime, I’m available. I know you agreed to stay at the camp but you still aren’t really interacting with anyone and you need to make some friends”

Nico hesitated for a moment, looking… apprehensive? Why did he seem scared? But a few moments later he nodded.

Will smiled. “It's a date”

He watched as Nico’s cheeks coloured slightly, as he stood up and chucked his happy meal into the bin. His black hair, that always looked as though he’d just gotten out of bed falling into his face as he lowered his head and walked briskly back out of the McDonald’s towards the car.

Will smiled to himself as they got in the car. Little did Nico know that he had been working up the courage to ask him to hang out for weeks now. Nico acted tough and emo, but Will knew he was really rather soft, deep down. Once he had walked in on Nico cuddling up with Mrs O’leary. Nico had denied it and had said that he was checking her breathing because he thought he had heard her cough.

Nico

Nico sat in the passenger seat of the car, a thousand thoughts running through his head. “It's a date,” Will had said. A date. He knew it was just a figure of speech but he couldn't help wondering. He knew that Will’s father, Apollo, was bi, maybe that was, like, a gene passed onto his children? He shook his head to stop thinking about it. Agonizing over this was gonna drive him crazy. He glanced back at Will, who was looking anxiously out the window as Jules-Albert rounded a corner at very fast speeds, His shaggy blonde hair falling into his face. He watched as Will shoved his hair out of his eyes, falling back against his seat as Jules-Albert sped up even more.

When they arrived back at Camp Half-blood, they went their separate ways. Nico headed to the arena to do some archery training. Half an hour he had planted all the arrows in the targets and he was tired and sweaty. He trudged back to his cabin to have a shower and go to bed.

Will

Will wiped his brow, taking a drink of water. Those idiot Ares kids had hit his sister Kayla with their dumb chariot and he had spent the afternoon telling them off and running around getting medical supplies. He had fixed her up the best he could, but she was gonna be bedridden for at least five days. He closed up the infirmary and headed to his cabin for a nap before dinner.

On the way back, he encountered Nico, drenched in sweat and rubbing his arms.

“Nico! Where were you?” He asked.

“I was just doing some archery practice,” Nico replied. He sounded absolutely exhausted. “I was gonna take a shower then go to bed”

Will frowned “and skip dinner?”

Nico nodded, looking guilty. “I’ll be fine”

“Oh no, you don't, death boy. Tell, you what, I’ll bring you some dinner, ok?”

Nico nodded in defeat and headed to his cabin.

Will walked along the grass towards the Hades cabin, Holding a plate piled with crispy baked potatoes and some bacon and eggs. He knocked on the cabin door and Nico called, “come in”

He entered the cabin, seeing Nico covered in his sheets, his hair all rumpled up and a drowsy smile on his face as he saw the plate Will was holding. He sat up against his pillow and took the plate.

“So, I figured out what we can do together”

Nico nodded

“So I was thinking that we could go to a movie and then maybe a cafe or restaurant”

“Ok sure. Which movie should we go to”

Will suggested one of the new Marvel movies and Nico agreed, proceeding to order him out of the room so he could sleep.

Nico

Nico woke up a few days later, feeling a flash of happiness as he remembered that he was going to a movie and meal with Will today. He got up and got dressed then headed outside.

Will was walking towards him and looked surprised when he saw him.

“Hey, Nico! I was just about to come and wake you up. Something motivating you today?”

Nico blushed and looked down.

“I’m excited to see the new Marvel movie,” he muttered.

Will Smiled, “yeah I’m looking forward to that as well,” he said, as they walked to the mess hall.

When it was time to go, they met up and Jules-Albert took them to the theatre. They got to the counter when Will swore loudly. Nico was taken aback at how aggressively Will swore.

What’s wrong? He asked. “I only have drachma, I forgot to get normal American money.”

Nico laughed, pulling out his wallet, which was black and had the My Chemical Romance logo on it. He pulled out some money and handed it to Will. Will smiled, turning around and addressing the teenage boy at the counter, who looked as though he wanted nothing more than to get high right now.

“One couples combo please,” He said, and Nico hit him. “What?” Said Will “it's cheaper”

Nico blushed. “Whatever” he muttered, looking at his feet until Will asked what drink he wanted.

Will

Will was psyching himself up, looking at Nico out of the corner of his eye, watching the way the corner of his mouth twitched whenever something funny happened. He kept having to brush his shaggy hair out of his face.

“Hey Will” Nico whispered, shaking Will out of his thoughts. “Yeah?” he answered, looking at Nico. “there’s a cool place I go to sometimes when I want to get away from camp, can I show you it after this?”

“Of course,” replied Will, turning back to the movie. For a while he just enjoyed sitting there, feeling Nico’s presence beside him as he popped handfuls of popcorn into his mouth.

When the movie ended, he didn't wanna move, and he sat there staring at the screen until Nico waved a hand in front of his eyes. “Wake up,” He said, laughing, and Will smiled weakly, wondering if trying to ask out Nico was really a good idea. What if it ruined their new friendship?

Before he could question himself into making up an excuse and running away, Nico grabbed his arm. “Cmon I wanna show you my favourite place”

They went along the streets, Will watching Nico’s face as the streetlights occasionally lit it up.

After about five minutes they came to a scruffy looking bar with the name Club Νέο

Nico led him inside.

Nico

Nico walked inside the bar, feeling himself relax as the familiar features of his favourite place filled his vision. “Hey Nico!” said the bartender, who was washing the dishes, “whos this with you? Have you got a boyfriend”

Everyone else in the bar turned around and went “Ooooh!”

Nico felt his face go red and he looked at the floor. Will looked at the bartender, introducing himself. “I’m Will, Nicos’s friend.”

“Mm yeah ‘friend’…” said the bartender, winking. Nico saw Will blush, tucking his hair behind his ear.

When they had ordered food and sat down, Nico pulled a bottle out of his bag.

“Whats that? Asked Will, looking at the plastic water bottle. “Vodka,” said Nico

“You’ve gotta be kidding me, we’re fifteen!” said Will, looking at him. “Do you drink alcohol regularly?”

Nico Shrugged “technically I’m seventy-something years old, so,”

Will decided to let the matter go and accepted the bottle, pouring some into his glass. He looked like he could do with a drink anyway. He took a sip and swallowed, grimacing. “God this is strong”

Nico opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by the bartender, who came over with a bowl of chips, setting it down and smiling “hope you boys are having a good night”

“Thanks, Craig,” Said Nico, plucking a chip out of the bowl and popping it in his mouth.

They sat at the table, laughing and talking for a while before Will took another sip of vodka and said “Nico”

Nico looked up from the sauce, with which he had been drawing a smiley face on his plate.

“Yeah?” he said, studying Will’s face. He seemed nervous, which wasn’t really an emotion he usually saw in Will.

“Well um, I’ve been really enjoying these past few days with you, and, well, I was wondering if you might want to go on an actual date with me” He looked down at the table blushing furiously.

“It's fine if you don't want to” He added quickly.

Nico was surprised, he hadn’t thought that Will would like him back. The sunny, outgoing son of Apollo going out with the son of Hades? It was a contradiction, but, he thought, who cared. He trusted Will not to mess with him, if anyone was going to ask him out as a prank it would be Leo.

He smiled and looked up. “That would be great thanks.”

Will looked very relieved, taking another sip of Vodka, it seemed, just so he could do something with his hands.

Nico grinned. This was going to be great.

THE END

#solangelo #percy jackson #nico di angelo #will solace #percy jackson and the olympians #rick riordan #fanfiction #soft #heroes of olympus #rachel elizabeth dare #katie gardner #paolo montes

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A Fate Unclaimed

Part 10

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Lance wasn’t mad.

Okay he was, but he didn’t hate the guy. Okay, maybe a little. But at least Keith had the politeness to at least attempt to apologize. What Keith said in that meeting was rude, and hurtful, and hateful. Sure, they got off on the wrong foot after so much time of not seeing each other. And sure, maybe Lance went a bit too far with his comments.

Keith had been confused, and angry, and scared for his life. And Lance had been what stood between him and Shiro, who Keith is obviously close to. But Keith attacked first that morning, not Lance. Then at the meeting the roles were reversed. Keith provoked and Lance attacked.

So, Lance was positive forgiveness was possible.

Didn’t mean he couldn’t stay pissed for as long as possible too.

Although if you asked him, it was far more difficult to stay mad at Keith right then, than it was to forgive him. They were walking to the Big House, and Keith looked far more calmer than he had all day. Those fiery purple eyes were focused forward, but his frown was softer, less harsh, less angry. Keith had his right hand settled loosely on the hilt of his knife, which was holstered in a crude leather sheath.

But he was relaxed.

Lance didn’t miss the looks thrown their way, watching and staring and whispering. Lord knows what sort of rumors were spreading by now. Knowing Rolo, it would be way off base from the truth. Lance took it upon himself to explain more about the camp and their lineages to Keith.

He kept his voice low as he explained the basic of the Greek myths, that weren’t really myths.

Keith listened intently, and somehow their path to the Big House beame extended to include every sight of the camp. Lance finished off with the main demigods known in camp. They paused in front of the campfire, which wasn’t going to be lit for dinner for another hour.

“I have a question.” Keith said. “Or a few.”

Lance gestured for him to go ahead.

“Alright. What does ‘unclaimed’ actually mean? Why did Shiro disappear for so long? What’s up with this whole prophecy business, surely we can choose our own paths without it right? And also, what kind of magic did you use to make your bow and quiver disappear and where can I learn it?” Keith asked, hardly breathing between words.

Lance blinked and looked away before answering. The unclaimed thing was a painful subject for Lance, but Keith had a right to know what he was saying before he did. Although, he had already done damage in that respect.

“You know how everyone has their godly parent?” Lance asked, Keith nodded. “The gods claim their children by the sigils over their heads, and that tells you what cabin you will be put in and who you are as a demigod.”

Lance moves to take a seat in front of the fire pit, leaning his chin on his hands.

“A long while ago, there was a war, which would have ended everything as we knew it. The gods nearly lost, but a few demigods changed the outcome of the war, and were granted a request each. One demanded that all demigods be claimed, and all gods, no matter how minor, have a cabin to stay in that wasn’t the Hermes cabin.” Lance toed the ground in front of him.

“Before that war, only half of all demigods were claimed. It was normal, though not any less painful, for kids to be unclaimed their entire lives. Not anymore. I’m the last unclaimed alive. It’s painful to know that whoever my godly parent is, they don’t want me. It’s why I get testy when people bring it up, like in the meeting.”

Keith moved into Lance’s line of sight and hesitated before sitting on the log beside Lance, making sure to stay out of his space. Keith looked so tense and remorseful with how tense and withdrawn he looked. Lance looked back at the fire pit.

“We don’t don’t know why Shiro disappeared for over a year, didn’t even know he was still alive until you showed up dragging him half dead into camp. And the prophecy aren’t absolute, they aren’t even always as plain they seem. Prophecies are flexible, they are just warnings given before quests, pretty much.” Lance said. he smiled when he continued, finally getting on to a subject he actually liked.

He drew his bow and quiver from their dormant states and rubbed lightly over the golden surface. The texture is like polished wood, but there must be celestial bronze in their somewhere because the bow itself can harm monsters. The design was elegant and detailed. Lance has spent years studying his bow’s designs, and he swears they change.

Sometimes they look like chariots and suns, a sign of Apollo. Other times, owls and books for Athena, or nuts and bolts for Hephaestus. Sometimes wheat for Demeter, or lightning bolts for Zeus. And doves for Aphrodite, waves for Poseidon. The design is ever changing. Lance once believed the designs hinted at who his godly parent was, but they change too much and far too often.

Right now they were designs of a battle, probably for Ares, which hasn’t really happened before.

Lance looks up to look at Keith who was staring at the bow in awe. One of Keith’s hands were raised in the air, as if to touch, before it retreated. Is Keith wearing biker gloves? Lance looks closer at Keith’s hands, and his eyes widen just a bit when he notices a thin layer of celestial bronze on one hand, and iron on the other.

Gloves to fight both mortals and monsters.

“It isn’t magic. Or at least, not the kind you’re probably thinking of. Most weapons of celestial bronze can transform into ordinary everyday objects. My bow becomes a ring, my quiver a golden chain necklace.” Lance said, looking away from the gloves. He glanced at the sky to see that it was almost dinner time, and Keith had yet to see his new cabin. He stood up and dematerialized his bow and quiver, before reaching down to give Keith a hand up, and he took it.

It felt almost like a peace offering.

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